Birthdate: November 14 2009
Gender: male
Species: Mackenzie Valley Wolf
Luperci: no
Other Characters: Terra, Amy Sunders, Dalgina Wolfe-Denahlii, Hadley, Adelle Vilhelmsen
Pack: loner for now
RP Example 1:
Tharin stared in disbelief. He couldn't believe their luck. A whole herd of caribou, completely untouched. Turning he looked at Akira. Her eyes were wide with delight, tail wagging. Turning she smiled at him. We made it. She was right. Their mission was a success. Happily he nuzzled her. The famine was over. They could return to the pack and tell them where the food was. Everyone would be saved. Brushing against her Tharin took in her familiar scent. Now that the danger was over, he realized just how beautiful she'd become. Her black coat took in the light, seeming to become the only thing around. Her caring attitude and swiftness were also things he admired about her.
It seemed Akira saw the same thing. As their eyes met they saw each other, perhaps for the first time since they'd been pups. Tharin stepped forward to nuzzle her again, only to have Akira bound back. Playfully she dipped down, inviting him after her. Growling he mimicked her bow, leaping forward on powerful muscles. The joyful noise of the wolves filled the air as they ran through the woods, carefree. All kinds of animals were disturbed by them, birds flying away and squirrels climbing up to scold at them. It wasn't only prey they disturbed though. A very grumpy bear came out, rushing forwards to find out who threatened it's precious territory with their racket.
RP Example 2:
He had failed. No, he hadn't. Akira was still alive. The injury wasn't too bad. They'd continued traveling with it for a while after all. It was just a scratch. Nothing too serious. They had both been injured before and come out just fine. The infection would go away. She would get better, the wound would heal, and they could return to their pack. Everything would be just fine. Anxiously Tharin traveled outside the small den they'd holed into. Akira had grown feverish, and he didn't know what to do. He wasn't a healer. He was a simple hunter, nothing special. Tharin would have to become better than that if he wanted Akira to get better though.
All the time spent together, traveling, seeking what they had been asked for. It couldn't end here, not when he'd just realized who he was with. Reaching a small stream Tharin lowered his head. He gulped down as much as he could, holding it in his mouth to return to Akira's side. Water would help. Water always helped. It healed, didn't it? Slowly he returned, trying to move as fast as possible without accidentally swallowing the precious healing source in his mouth. Akira would be okay. She just had to be.
RP Example 3:
The group was on a hunt! Even bigger, this was his first time leading. Tharin paced around nervously. He was just over a year old, and gifted or not he wasn't confident that he was better than his elders at such a thing. One of the other yearlings snickered, earning a snap from him. Whether or not he was the perfect hunter, he had been picked as the leader, and they would respect him. They quieted down, knowing that he was strong enough to pin them if he so choose. Tharin was fairly wiry right now, but he was gaining weight, and quite quickly. He would be large when he finished filling out.
Satisfied that they wouldn't push him anymore Tharin returned his mind to the matter at hand. There was five of them, and a tight herd of caribou before them. Separating one out from the rest would be difficult. If the herd stampeded it made it more dangerous for them, but it also meant they could drive off one of the outer ones to take down. Nodding his head he turned to them, a short bark directing them how to move. One by one they took off, running along to find their positions for the herd. Tharin watched from behind, ready to move. Hopefully he would succeed his first group hunt.